ATOS Chapter 15

Chapter 15 – First Kiss 

Novel Title: 跨越千万星辰 (Across Thousands of Stars)

Author：御小凡 (Yu Xiaofan)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 泽田纲吉 (Sawada Tsunayoshi -MC), 六道骸 (Rokudo Mukuro -ML)

*Please read at Novels Space.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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It’s 12 o’clock.

It’s already 12 o’clock.

Since he kept staring at the clock without intervals, Mukuro knew immediately when the three stitches of different lengths overlapped into one on the number 12 of the clock. The lights in the living room were not turned on and the TV screen was completely black. The random meals were still left on the dining table. He was sitting on the sofa quietly with the psp in his hand.

It’s not that there have never been times like this before. Tsuna often rush back in the early morning because of work, but never once was the reason for him coming home late due to a ‘party’.

Why did you go to a party? Who are you partying with? Where did you party? Mukuro wondered to himself

While Tsuna had made it very clear on the phone the reason and the location of the party, Mukuro was still extremely angry in his heart. He became even angrier because he found that he had no valid reason for being angry at all.

He lowered his eyes and kept playing with his mobile phone. This mobile phone was given to him by Tsuna 4 years ago and he has never changed it. The royal blue frosted cover is like a gemstone, which emits countless points of light according to the refraction of light.

There is only Tsunayoshi Sawada’s phone number stored in this phone.

But why the hell are there always so many people who would try to contact the other party’s phone?

Leaning heavily on the back of the sofa, Mukuro looked at a certain point in the sky with a sullen expression on his face. His whole body seemed to be frozen and exuded a cold breath. He felt that his lingering anxiety was about to reach a critical point.

He is already very confused at this point. He seems to be forced by something unknown deep in him all the time. But this emotion is too erratic. Even he himself doesn’t know what exactly it is that he was so anxious about. He wished that the one who caused this turbulence in his heart was here right now. Even beating the guy up might make him feel a lot better.

Mukuro raised his head as he combed back his hair using his fingers from the direction of his bangs. The hair that once turned purple due to some medicine only changed to dark indigo with the metabolism of the body. Some effects of the experiments were imprinted on them. Like others, they may also have effects imprinted on them for a lifetime.

He exhaled a long breath. It was as if a wild beast was rioting in his body but it didn’t know which way to exit.

“That’s enough.” He stood up abruptly. As if responding to his emotional ups and downs, the phone rang sharply at the same time. Mukuro felt an anxiety that he despised. It was as if he was angry with himself. He deliberately took a few seconds before picking up the phone. The name ‘Tsunayoshi Sawada’ flashed happily on the display screen.

beep—

After the call was connected, before Mukuro had time to speak, the other party spoke first, “Hello, is this Tsunayoshi-kun’s family member?”

It was a woman’s voice.

After a tenth of a second of shock, Mukuro asked in a tone so cold like he had just gotten out of an iced coffin, “Who are you?”

“Oh, that’s right. I’m his colleague. Tsunayoshi-kun is with me now. We’re downstairs at your house. Can you come down and pick him up? I think it might be difficult for him to go up by himself.”

Mukuro’s emotions that had just been frozen to a freezing point now seemed to be poured with gasoline and then lit by a match. He simply replied with two words, “Wait there.” He went out without even putting on his coat.

In the parking lot downstairs, he saw a Nissan with its lights on. When he walked into the range illuminated by the headlights, a woman in a white suit got out of the car. Mukuro quickly sized her up. She looked cute and had a friendly temperament. She definitely wasn’t a woman who would cause people to be disgusted.

The more he looked at her, the more Mukuro became inexplicably angry.

“Are you Mr. Mukuro?” Uni asked with a smile. The boy who walked from the darkness to the spotlight was slender. His face was so delicate that it was easier said that he was beautiful. His hair was dark blue in colour.

Is he a foreigner? Uni wondered.

Probably due to the lighting, his expression looked a bit gloomy.

Well, it must be because of the dimness, Uni thought.

Ignoring Uni’s friendly greeting, Mukuro opened the passenger’s door directly. Tsuna’s eyes were closed and he was leaning on the back of the seat with his head sideways. As soon as he got close, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol on him.

“Did you drink with him?” Mukuro rested his hands on the car door as he straightened up and looked at Uni. The corner of his mouth curled up into a sharp arc. The pupils of normal colour had gradually faded to a faint red over the past few years.

It was the first time Uni had such an experience of being stared at by a young man with a smiling expression. She comforted herself subconsciously and was still smiling as usual, “It was because we were celebrating for Tsunayoshi-kun. So we drank some beer and then some red wine. When I got in the car just now, Tsunayoshi-kun was still sober. But now he has fallen asleep.”

Mukuro quietly looked at Uni with sharp eyes for a while. He then bent over and unbuckled Tsuna’s seat belt. He put his right hand on his shoulder.

“Hmm… Muku?” This movement made Tsuna wake up. He vaguely heard Mukuro’s voice saying something as he buried his head. He instinctively lowered his head and his head was protected by the other party’s hand as he took him out of the car.

Half-hugging Tsuna, Mukuro completely ignored Uni. He opened the glass door of the apartment lobby and waited for the elevator. He then went upstairs without procrastinating.

During this whole time, Tsuna had been leaning softly on Mukuro, who was already at the same height as himself. His head was resting on the most comfortable position of Mukuro’s neck. The hot breath made Mukuro’s body feel impetuous and scorching hot.

After entering the door of the apartment, he took off Tsuna’s suit jacket and helped him onto the sofa. He turned around to pour cold water. When he returned to the sofa with the glass, he saw Tsuna curled up on the sofa like a child.

“Come on. Drink some water.” Squatting beside the sofa, Mukuro persuaded him in a coaxing voice. But the result was just Tsuna turning around and grunting, “My head hurts…”

“Really? You drank so much even though you have low tolerance to alcohol.” He complained uncomfortably. Mukuro just placed the glass on the coffee table and sat on the sofa instead. He asked Tsuna to turn his head over and move it onto his thighs. His ten fingers skillfully kneaded and pressed on Tsuna’s head.

Several times before, Tsuna was always dizzy due to excessive use of the brain and it was Mukuro who helped him relieve his fatigue.

Tsuna, who was drowsy and had a headache from drinking the mixed alcohol, fell asleep easily under this comfortable massage. His body curled up into a comfortable arc and from time to time, he would unconsciously rub his head on Mukuro’s thigh.

The hour hand ticks forward.

Mukuro had such an illusion that the whole room seemed to be only engulfed by the sound of his own heartbeat.

Unknowingly, he stopped his hand from massaging Tsuna’s head. Tsuna had obviously fallen into a deep sleep. He looked so defenceless to be completely unaware of his surroundings. Probably the alcohol was still working on him so his brows were furrowed. After taking off his suit, he was only wearing a shirt. Perhaps because of his body twisting a lot, two buttons on the neckline were undone and Mukuro could see a clean collarbone from the side.

The light-coloured lips pursed slightly as Tsuna let out a groan. He turned a little to the side. Most of his face was exposed under Mukuro’s eyes. His skin was already fair but now that it was flushed with wine, he looked particularly delicious.

Like a delicacy.

Mukuro moved his lips and his head was buried lower until he was so close that he could feel Tsuna’s breath with the rich aroma of red wine on his face. He held this uncomfortable position for a while with an itch in his heart. It was like a voice was urging something indistinctly to him in his ear. Like Mephistopheles bewitching Faust.

Then, because of an impulse that even he himself couldn’t explain, Mukuro stuck out his tongue and licked Tsuna’s upper lip.

It was warm and soft.

This touch was so light that it could easily be ignored. But in an instant, Mukuro felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling. A huge sense of satisfaction completely overwhelmed him.

It was like opening a window. And it suddenly became clear to him.

Ah, that’s it. He realised.

He finally understood where the growing anxiety came from. He wanted this person so badly that his heart ached. It doesn’t matter what the name of the relationship is, he just wants this person to belong to him completely.

He should only belong to himself.

Bewitched by this perceptible sensation, Mukuro slowly took hold of Tsuna’s upper lip. He licked it coaxingly. It was like him treating a piece of sweet fruit. The persistent licking finally made Tsuna groan. He opened his mouth slightly, which gave the invader a chance. Mukuro leaned over at a suitable angle. The tip of his tongue slipped through the gap between his lips and went straight into the hot and humid mouth. The other party seemed to be puzzled by this sudden intrusion and moved his head slightly. But his head was immediately fixed by Mukuro with his hands. After Tsuna struggled imperceptibly to no avail, he instinctively used his tongue to test and reject the foreign object. But it only pushed them into a state of tongue kissing with the young man. The mucous membrane of the entire mouth was grazed crazily and the tongue was sucked to the bottom. There was a slight pain. This kind of pain with tingling stimulation is directly transmitted through the mucous membrane to the brain that has long been dazzled by alcohol.

Tsuna opened his eyes once in a daze. He saw nothing but a swaying overlapping shadow. He didn’t know that the hazy look in his eyes with the blush in the corners of his face made the already out-of-control teenager even more unable to control himself.

Not enough. Not enough. I want more. Mukuro ranted deep within.

Without stopping the entanglement on the tongue, Mukuro’s hand that fixed Tsuna’s head went around his neck and held him in his arms while his fingers rubbed the earlobe that he coveted subconsciously as if to comfort and provoke Tsuna at the same time. The other hand reached out towardsTsuna’s waist. He tore loose the tucked in shirt and touched the smooth waistline directly. But when he wanted to go lower, he was blocked by the belt. Mukuro had to raise his head, distracting himself in order to untie the belt and trouser buttons that were in the way. The sound of the zipper being ripped open gave out a different kind of eroticism in this situation.

The hem of the shirt was rubbed against the stomach, revealing a large area of the skin on his waist. It was fair and beautiful under the moonlight. Mukuro suddenly slowed down and only used his fingertips to trace the soft waist curve. The skin on the hips was elastic, sticking to the bone. It creates beautiful undulations.

Mukuro looked fascinated at the contact between his fingers and Tsuna’s body. It was as if he was overwhelmed by his own territory. His fingers reached the edge of Tsuna’s underwear and he hesitated. He looked at Tsuna’s face.

Tsuna was still sleeping like a baby. But he looked as if he was having a disturbing dream. His expression showed a little anxiety and doubt. Mukuro became very entangled now.

He didn’t want Tsuna to wake up. But deep down in his heart, he also wanted the other party to find out.

He wanted to protect the status quo. But he also wanted to destroy it altogether.

It’s not that he hasn’t seen any AVs or pornographic photo books. He also has read them while he was bored. But he has no interest in them. During those days at the research institute, he had formed a thinking that the sexual intercourse between both men and women are just experiments. He had experienced nocturnal emissions before and he also had used his own hands to masturbate. That was just a necessary process for the body in adolescence.

But now the swelling of his dick in the crotch is really clamouring due to the desire he has for  Tsunayoshi Sawada. Mukuro’s mind and body were yearning for this person lying in his arms so much.

“Now I understand.” Leaning down, Mukuro’s smiling face displayed an exaggerated trance of joy. He kissed the corner of Tsuna’s lips and traced his hot face with the bridge of his nose. As intimate as a lover’s whisper and also similar to the temptation of the devil, he said, “In that case, I won’t let you run away.”

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*Author’s Note: I don’t even know how to say this…I won’t tell you that I will never dare to read it again after I write it…including the following chapter. But I can tell everyone responsibly that there is no ‘meat’ or anything for now. Only ‘soup’ [ *Cover the lid and run away*] -YXF

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*Translator’s Note: I’ve changed the cover. It’s actually from KookV fanart oops?? Hahahaha. I just think it’s suitable. ‘AV’ is Adult Video (porn). ‘Meat’ or ‘car’ or ‘parking lot’ refer to ‘sex/smutty scene’. Meanwhile, ‘soup’ should mean (I guess) that the author was only teasing us and strangling us with sexual tensions. Lol. -K

Next update: 2023.07.17

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